Chapter 21: Memory is a Funny Thing

Nessie's POV

Memory was strange. Some people will try their hardest to recall something they wish to remember. Yet no matter how hard they try the memory remains elusive. Then there are the memories that people try to forget. Yet no matter how hard they try certain memories were forever ingrained their brains.

Then there are people like me. People who want to remember and people who want to forget at the same time. Tried as I might I was never able to remember the mother that birthed me. The family that gave me up for reasons unknown. Then there were the memories that I wanted to forget. The adoptive family who had seen me as nothing more than a burden. I wanted to forget them but the day they dumped me off at the psychiatric hospital was one that I would never forget. No matter how hard I tried.

But now I had a memory that I longed for my entire life. A memory of the woman who had given birth to me. A tiny piece of my past had fallen into place. It was just one small piece of a gigantic puzzle but at least it was a piece.

As time passed I became more aware of what was happening around me. I could hear and smell better. I didn't open my eyes though. I could feel my strength returning to me. The paim of childbirth had passed.

A cold hand grasped mine. I wasn't alone. That made me happy. Now I knew that no matter what happened I would never be alone again. I opened my eyes and was stunned by how much clearer my vision had gotten.

I looked beside me and spotted Bella at my side. Another thing that struck me as odd was that she hadn't aged a day since she had me. Now though I was beginning to understand that there was something to the Cullens, my family, that I didn't know about. Something that was not entirely human.

For now though I was just happy to see her. "Mom?" I whispered. "Mom is it really you?"

Her hand flew to her mouth in shock. She gasped. She looked like she was close to tears. Her reaction only confirmed what I already knew to be true. She was my mom. We had found each other at last. After so many years. She remembered me even though I didn't remember her. That must have been so hard for her.

"Yes baby. It's me," her voice was breaking up. Though her eyes still produced no tears. "I'm your mother,"

I threw my arms around her and I started crying. It had taken me 13 years but I was finally home. Home with my mom and right now that was all that mattered.

"You remember," she sobbed.

"Not everything," I admitted. "But I know who you are and I know who Edward is. He's my dad, right?"

"Yes he is sweetie,"

"Why did you give me up?" I asked with tears in my eyes. "Did you not want me anymore?"

"Renesmee we always wanted you. We loved you with all of our hearts. We still do. You were stolen from us. We never gave up looking for you. We never gave up hope that we would find you either,"

I remembered the dream that I used to have. The dream where I was kidnapped by a vampire. I remembered how I had believed in my dream so strongly when I was little. Could it be possible? No. But why else could cause my mom to remain the same age for years? The Cullens were different than most people. Pale skin that was ice cold to the touch. Gold eyes. Hadn't I heard them saying something about vampires before I lost conciousness?

"Mom can I ask you something?"

"Sure sweetie you can ask me whatever you want?"

"What are you?"

I could see that the question had caught her completely offguard. She hadn't been expecting me to ask that. She didn't say anything. So I decided to be more direct and ask "Are you a vampire?"

She smiled at me once again. "I see you're starting to piece things together. I wanted to tell you the truth about everything earlier but Carlisle said that it would be better to wait. But yes baby. I'm a vampire we all are. Except Jacob anyway,"

"So does that mean that I'm a vampire to?"

"Only half. I was human when I got pregnant with you. Your vampire side comes from Edward,"

"But I've been human all my life,"

Mom shook her head. "No you only forgot about your vampire heritage. Then for reasons we can't understand your vampire genetics went completely dormant. The venon Carlisle introduced into your system two days ago activated those genes again. You feel different don't you?"

"Yeah I can see, hear, and smell better,"

"Trust me those will not be the only changes,"

"So what does that make my kids then?"

"Since Will Sr. was human for the first two pregnancies Will Jr. and Lily are mainly human. Carlisle says they are about 99% human. Your twins on the other hand have a lot more vampire in them since Will Sr. was a vampire when you got pregnant with them. Your daughter is even closer to a vampire than her twin brother is. She doesn't even have a heartbeat,"

"Where is everybody else?" I asked.

"Carlisle is at work but everybody is downstairs eavesdropping on our conversation I might add,"

I chuckled. "Can I see my kids? All of them?"

"Of course. They have all been eagerly waiting for you to wake up," the thought of what she said made me smile.

She came back a few minutes later with two babies in her arms. One boy and one girl. I was stunned because they looked way older then two day old babies. They looked like they were at least six months old.

"Mommy you're awake!" My head snapped up when I heard my son's voice. Bella-mom had returned with my other two babies. Lily was only two months old but she looked younger than my two day old babies.

"I was only out for two days?"

"You're twins are growing fast. Even faster than you did,"

Of course. It made sense. My first two kids took the usual nine months to develop but my twins only took weeks. So of course they would age much faster once outside the womb as well.

I looked over at all of my babies and I couldn't help but wonder what this would affect the dynamics of their relationships with each other in the future. Lily already looked younger then my twins. At this rate it would only be a matter of time before they looked older than Will Jr. as well. Would Will and Lily resent their younger siblings for this? How would they react when their younger siblings looked 17 years old and they still looked like 10 and 8 year olds? How would my twins treat their older (younger siblings). It worried the hell out of me.

"Nessie are you okay?"

I looked at all of my children and forgot my worries for the time being. "Yeah I'm fine,"

"So what are you going to name your twins? We're tired of referring to them as 'the boy' and 'the girl'"

"Um truthfully I haven't thought about names at all. So I have no idea just yet,"

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